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After the introductions were complete, we brought the witches up to speed on war preparations, should it come to that. Hopefully we could just kill Colin and be done with it, once and for all.
I was also positive it wouldn’t be that easy. In my life, nothing ever was.
“We have since learned that Mr. Ó Broin left hidden devices,” Adam paused as he considered his words, “magical bombs, if you will, around the building. I do not know for how long, but long enough to render the whole office incapacitated by his nightmare spell.”
Ognebog’s flames. Did this man’s level of deceit know no bounds?
I clenched my fists in my lap, imagining my fingers wrapped around his neck.
Was there any good left inside him?
In the chair next to me, Thane reached over and took my hand, giving it a squeeze. His warmth flooded through me and soothed my rising anger. I took a few deep breaths.
Kit leaned against the back of Angela’s chair and addressed Ivan. “You mentioned some sort of super weapon?”
He sat up straighter and nodded, an eager gleam flashing through his green eyes. “I tracked it down to the human world but haven’t located it thanks to someone’s impulsive decisions.” He gave me a pointed look.
I stared wide-eyed and innocent right back. Sure, I might have a record, but I wasn’t the only one causing problems. Colin topped the list.
Kit glanced at Adam. “Is this what I think it is?”
A tingling sensation crept across my scalp. Something told me there was more to this thing than I initially thought.
Adam sighed. “Yes. The Daggers of Abaddon.”
“The ones William used?” Thane asked with a frown.
I had hoped to never think of those bad boys again. The three daggers were created in the dark ages by powerful necromancers, who used them to kill reapers and angels alike or perform sick acts like removing their wings. We’d almost lost Jessa to one.
Memories of mutilated bodies tried to surface, but I shoved them down and swallowed hard against the rising burn.
“The very same,” Adam answered Thane. “If you will recall, however, mages created three daggers, and we have only recovered two.”
I knew they could take down an angel, but the way Ivan described it? Able to stop any kind of magic? It didn’t seem likely. “The daggers are the super weapon?”
“When combined, the three daggers become Abaddon’s Last Hope,” Kit explained.
Even though it was a pretty name, I shivered. I wasn’t the only one, either. Darkness saturated her words like a bad omen, tainting the air we breathed.
“What kind of weapon is this thing?” Lena leaned forward, and her blue eyes sparkled with interest.
“We do not know. They have never been combined,” Adam said.
“How do they combine?” I asked.
Kit shrugged. “Like most things, with magic.”
“But I thought this weapon stopped magic.” This was too confusing for my tired brain.
“Only once the daggers fuse together.” Adam ran a hand over his tired face. “If we do not recover the third dagger, this idea will be for naught.”
“Any ideas where the third one is?” Thane asked, his gaze moving between Adam and Kit.
The archangel shook his head. “If I did, I would have it in my possession already.”
Kit pushed off Angela’s chair. “Time to research. We’ll head back to my place so she can rest while I do some digging.”
“Ivan, can you get them home and keep an eye on them?” I asked.
